Eminem, 50 Cent, Busta Rhymes - Hail Mary (Ja Rule Diss) lyrics

Makaveli rest in peace
Irv Gotti, too much Bacardi in his body
Mouth like a 12-gauge shotty
(Feel me, Come get me)
And Ja said he shall be
(Motherfuckers if you want Shady)
The lost forgotten seed of 2Pac
(If Pac was still here now)
To lead this industry into the
Ways of the man
(He would never ride with Ja)
Follow me! (Na na na na na na na na)
Keep my mesh vest as Pac's vest

Come get me if you muthafuckas want Shady
If Pac was still here now
He would never ride with Ja
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah

You ain't no killa, you a pussy
That Ecstasy done got you


All emotional and mushy
Bitches wearin' rags in photos
Ja's words bein' quoted in The Source
Stealin' Pac's shit like he just wrote it
You loud mouths pray to God
Hopin' no one's listenin'
See 50 comin' for me, oh my god
Ma my position no one'll pay attention to me
Please Gotti, here I go, give me this pill
Ecstasy done got me feelin' so invincible
And now all of a sudden I'm
A fuckin' madman who screams
Like I'm Pac, but I'm not, enemies, Hennessey
Actin' like I'm great, but I'm fake
I'm crazy sweat drip, get me off this trip
Someone stop this train
Some say my brain is all corrupted
Fucked from this shit
I'm stuck, I'm addicted to these drugs
I'ma quit
Sayin' muthafuckas names before somebody
Fucks me up
Ain't no pussies over here, partner
See you in hell, fucka

Come get me motherfucker if you want Shady
If Pac was still here now
He would never ride with Ja
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah

Get off that E
'Fore you try to come and fuck with me
It's Aftermath here now
Shady Records got it locked
La la la la la la la la-locked

Penitentiaries is packed with promise makers
Never realized the precious time that
Bitch niggas is wastin'
Institutionalized, my bitches bring me
Product by the bundles
Hustle hard from a cell, G-Unit muthafucka
We ballin' catch me countin' cheese and
When I'm callin', can you accept my call
CO let me sip on Hennessey
Can I sip some more
Hell, I done been to jail, I ain't scared
Mama checkin' in my bedroom, I ain't there
I got a head with no screws in it
Muthafuckas thinkin' they can stop 50
They losin' it
Lil' nigga named Ja think he live like me
Talkin' 'bout he left the hospital
Took 9 like me you live in fantasies, nigga
I reject your deposit
When your lil' sweet ass gon'
Come out of the closet?
Now he wonderin' why DMX blowed him out
Next time grown folks talkin', bitch
Close your mouth
Peep me, I take this war shit deeply
Done seen too many real niggas ball to
Let these bitch niggas beat me black
You's a muthafuckin' punk and you
Can see me with gloves
Quit scarin' them fuckin' kids with
Your ugly ass mug (Ha ha ha)
And you can tell them niggas you
Roll with whatever you want
But you and I know what's goin' on
Nigga payback, Tah
I know your bitch ass from way back
Witnessed me strapped with Macs
You know I don’t play that
All these old rappers tryin' to advance
It's all over now, take it like a man (Ha ha)
Irv lookin' like Larry Holmes
Flabby and sick
Tryna play hate on my shit, man
Eat a fat dick
Lovin' this shit that's how you made me
Feelin' like I got you niggas crazy (Uh, uh)
Against all odds
Hopin' my thug muthafuckas know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds
Up in the studio gettin' blow
To the truest shit I ever spoke
21 gun salute bitch!

I've been one of the most humble
Rep the streets to the core hey Jeffrey
What the fuck you come involvin' me for
It's been a long time comin'
Like a bless and a check
You see 106 and Park fans
Don't even fuckin' respect you
It's kinda funny, wannabe Pac
Wanna fake like you thug
Runnin' around talkin' shit that
He ain't capable of
Now let me off this cocksucker
Whilst we handle you, nigga
If I recall, Violator use to manage you
Nigga then took a closer look and
Realized you was an impostor
There's never been a Violator on
A Murda Inc roster
Dumbass, now who's shootin'? Ah made you look
You said Bus singin' the same old hook
You stupid
If y'all shootin', I take a look at your man
The bitch shot himself in front of Def Jam
Cheddar Bob ass nigga
Start adjustin' your plan
You let the streets down nigga
'pologize to your fans
Watch you pull a little stunt like
We ain't know what it was
Little faggot desperate tryin' to
Re-establish a buzz
I know the shit is drivin' you crazy
You wonderin' how
The streets ain't never want you Beatrice
What you gonna do now?
Now if you wanna beef with me
Then I'm beefin' with you
I think about the game and what it's like
And what would it be without you
You finished, I ain't tryin' to repeat this
Just cause I'm cool
You shouldn't take my kindness for weakness

Oh shit, it was fun
Next time you got a problem with me
Address me before you try to
Make shit a public issue, homie
Now I'ma return back to my regular self
And have fun again hahaha, BITCH! Haha
OUTLAWZ, haha makaveli the don, haha
Since you want to be 2Pac, motherfucker
Hahaha 2Pac shoes too big for you to
Walk in you lil' faggot, hahaha
(What do we have here now?)